The Dragon Nest was filled with numerous Dragon Caves. Dragon Qi surged, Divine Radiance flickered, ancient coffins floated and sank, and ancient creatures were awakening.
Ye Fan felt a chill from head to toe. He sensed an immense crisis, as if pinned by a True Dragon, his bones and flesh on the verge of shattering.
Immediately, he activated the mysterious jade platform and dashed forward, materializing a giant hand to uproot the Ancient Divine Medicine and escape.
However, to his surprise, the roots of this holy divine relic were extremely tough, impossible to pull out.
Ye Fan's expression changed. Although the divine medicine was precious, life was more valuable. He didn't want to lose his life over it; otherwise, everything would truly be for naught.
A piercing scream emanated from the Dragon Nest, extremely shrill and soul-stirring. In the distance, Tu Fei's and Pang Bo's hairs stood on end, let alone Ye Fan's.
